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Congrats on 500!! Could I get headcanons on Matt being possessive in a relationship?
thank you so much lovely! and of course!! i love a little jealousy and possessiveness (from my fictional blorbos only lmao) so please enjoy ;)
also, ive been DYING to write more switch matt, SO THANK YOU!
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angst/smut headcanons | matt being possessive
matthew michael murdock and the green-eyed monster are close, close friends. even though you've chided in his behaviour and try to lead by example (you've had plenty of chances because your boyfriend seems to always find beautiful ladies who have questionable morals), matt definitely gets possessive.
he thinks he's subtle, but he's the complete opposite. his tells are the way he tightens his grip on his cane, white knuckles drawing your attention, or the way his nostrils flare with jealousy.
he's the kind of guy who would sit behind a restaurant menu a few tables away from you, pretending like he's not eavesdropping.
oh, and eavesdropping is mr murdock's speciality. he'll hear your voice in his head, telling him to cool it, but he just can't help it. he'll lean his head back, tip of his ear going pink as he concentrates his efforts, clinging on to every word or action circling you.
it's also a good time to point out that with matt's enhanced sense of smell, he is crazy attracted to your pheromones. even more so when you're sweating and working out. he can smell you before you even walk in the door, and it makes him lick his lips, become feral... it makes him want you.
sometimes, if you meet up with someone and say, give them a hug, their scent lingers on your skin, even if just in passing. and you'll get home, seeing that matt's gritting his teeth, shoulders tensing at thoughts he knows he shouldn't have.
part of this relates to his trust issues, sure. he's a work in progress, and so are you, but he never gets angry at you. never. sometimes that frustration gets misdirected, but you're always there to steer it right. and sometimes, that requires a little bit of exertion over his control.
you just have to teach him a lesson.
maybe you'll tell him to get on his knees, or lie down so you can sit on his face. you'll tangle your fingers in his hair, maybe jerk his head back a little bit, just to look down at his perfect, perfect face, those hazel, sightless eyes, his beautiful nose... the lips of a sinner...
"tell me you know i'm yours, matthew," you'll insist, gripping his chin.
"i-i know, sweetheart," he'll rasp, as you lower yourself down on his cock.
and you'll tease him, roll your hips at a pace that's infuriatingly slow, watching him as he tips his head back, not caring about the sounds falling from his mouth.
he'll give into you, fall apart under you...
but the teasing gets a little too much, and matt wants to regain control.
suddenly he'll remember why he was mad in the first place and flip you over with an ease you'll never get over, drilling himself into you as he bites your shoulder, whispering the words again and again into your skin. "you're mine."
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Huge congratulations for hitting 500 followers!! Your blog is one of my favorites and is always the first place I go when I need to read fluffy, comfort fics (or get completely unhinged and horny because goddamn you write good smut 😫)
ANYWAY, can i possibly get some headcanons on how matt acts when you beg him to cum inside you for the first time 😵 I'm spiralling just about how he'd fuck his cum into you, and when he pulls out he'd be so mesmerised watching it drip down your thighs 😫😫
SCREAMING
first off, thank you so so so so much. this made me smile and blush so hard, thank you 🥺 it means the absolute world to me that you've said this, i often doubt myself and it really helps when i read words like yours.
i hope i can do you justice for your incredible, amazing request! <3
p.s. also tagging @mindidjarin and @itwasthereaminuteago as per our conversation from a couple days ago ;)
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smut headcanons | matt's breeding kink
matt stills himself inside you, his grip around your throat and stomach loosening. there's no way he heard what you said correctly–
"matt."
he arches his eyebrows as he moves his hips, drawing out a moan from you. "huh?"
"i said, i want you to cum inside me."
he sputters, torn between two hard places, moving his hips again instinctively. a soft groan leaves his lips as you tighten around him, willing himself to back down from the edge you've so easily brought him to.
you moan again, throwing your head back into matt's neck. "i mean, only if y-you're comfortable with it. and i'm on the pill if that worries you."
"sweetheart are you... are you sure?" matt rasps. he's somehow harder than he was before, and your words spur a desire deep inside him, a desire he's tried to suppress for a very long time.
your change your tone. it's more stern now, more of a command than a request. "i want to feel your cum inside me. i want to feel it dripping out of me after. i want you to mark me as yours."
he growls, breath coming out in shallow pants as one hand finds your throat again. with the other, he brushes your hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear, leaving your neck exposed. then, with his chest pressed into your back, his cock still deep inside you, he wraps his free arm around your stomach.
he's got you exactly where he wants you.
"you want my cum, sweetheart?" he grunts in your ear, grinning as he picks up on your racing heartbeat.
"yes, matty," you breathe, whimpering as he nips your earlobe, face pushing into the sheets.
"be a good girl and take it for me, okay?"
he pistons his hips into yours, ignoring the obscene slapping of flesh that echoes throughout his bedroom, relishing in the orgasms he coaxes out of you with his cock.
that angle is too good, too deep for him... and before long, he's groaning, sloppy thrusts an indication that he can't hold off for much longer. you're so wet, so tight for him and he's cursing and feeling your skin on his and...
he explodes inside you, crying out your name, burying his face into your back. you don't care his stubble scratches at you, that that vice of a hand grips your neck with a ferocity you've never seen.
"matty," you whisper, feeling his warmth spread inside you, feeling his muscles go rigid as he holds you close, cock still pumping.
"fuck!" he yells, dragging himself out of you until just the very tip of him remains.
before you can speak he fills your body with his again, the mix of both your arousals making it so easy for him to slide back in.
he fucks his cum into you until he's satisfied; until you can't give him any more and you're both spent beyond belief. when he eventually pulls out, he sniffs the air, chuckling lowly at the scent of his cum dripping out of you.
"you gonna clean me up, matty?" you ask, flipping onto your back and propping yourself up on your elbows.
his smirk runs a chill through your body. "you know what, angel? i think i'm gonna wait just a little longer."
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hey rhii congratulations for 500 followers ! This is just the start many many more to come ahead !!!!!
Can we get Jealous Matt headcannons when you deliberately flirt with Frank 👉👈
hi lexi my love! thank you so much for your unending adoration and support, im so grateful for you 💕🥺 my head is currently stuffed FULL of jealous matt so pls enjoy xoxox
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smut headcanons | deliberately flirting with frank to piss matt off
matt's jealousy is definitely one of the few things that get to you, even though you know it means nothing most of the time. you're always reminding him that he's got nothing to worry about, and it's true -- he doesn't -- but god, does it feel good to tease him when he's getting on your nerves.
and there's a surefire way to get matt's blood boiling: flirting with frank castle.
it's hard to describe matt and frank's relationship, so you don't pretend to understand, but you know they're close. close enough that they go on missions together, that they get drunk together, that they rile each other up. so where do you come in? it's simple. frank's got a thing for you and it's loud and clear. he tries his best to hide it, especially around matt, but you're not dumb.
.
it's stuff like this that makes your jaw tighten:
"oh hey, matt, frank dropped these off for you today," you tap on the side of the beer bottles before putting them in the fridge.
"he was here?"
"yes, matthew."
"alone?"
you grumble, mouth opening in protest.
"you know castle has it bad for you, right?" matt groans, pulling you close to him as he wanders into the kitchen.
you roll your eyes, tilting your head back as you press a kiss to matt's neck. "cool it, murdock. you know i'm yours."
.
so what do you do when frank comes over to see you matt? maybe it's a hug that lingers a little too long, the scent of frank's cologne imprinting into your skin, or the way matt can hear the blood rush to frank's... body parts... when you pinch his cheek and tell him he looks like he's been sleeping well.
matt looks funny jealous, with his face all scrunched up and eyebrows furrowed, hand tightening around the beer bottle as he takes another sip, every swallow accentuated as he listens to the cues of the people before him.
"so frank," you say, plopping down next to him on the couch, hand reaching over to absentmindedly rub matt's knee. "matty here's been saying the two of you are working out at fogwell's together?"
frank nods, corners of his mouth upturning into a small smile. "red could use a few tips."
you throw your head back with overenthusiastic laughter, leaning forward to squeeze frank's bicep, dragging your fingers over the fabric of his shirt, knowing matt can hear the friction of the fibres sticking to your fingertips. he lets out a little snarl that he passes as a cough.
"something wrong, matty?" you ask innocently, tracing idle circles on matt's thigh.
he clears his throat. "i-- uh, can i just see you real quick?" he grabs your hand, taking you into the bedroom, then pushing past the bathroom door.
he slams his beer bottle down on the bathroom counter, not caring that with his strength it could smash at any time. "what the hell are you doing?"
"what, matt?"
matt wipes at his mouth before putting his hands on his hips. "what's with the" -- he mocks your laughter from earlier -- "and the" -- he drags his fingers over your arm, drawing from you a stifled gasp.
his eyebrows raise at the sound he's just drawn from you, so he does it again. runs his finger over your skin, except where your collarbone is. then, as the scent of your arousal suddenly begins to flood his senses, he pushes you up onto the counter, pressing himself into where you're throbbing.
"i was... trying to teach you a lesson," you whisper, grinding into him, wrapping your hands around his neck.
matt low chuckle sends tingles down your spine. "oh we'll see who's teaching who in a second."
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frank doesn't know what to do except cover his ears at the sound of you coming apart in the bathroom, your mantra of "yes matty i'm yours" getting progressively louder.
frank mutters to himself as he tries to ignore the sound of your pleasure, nostrils flaring as he bites his lip, willing his erection to disappear. "whatever red, you proved your point."
oh, but matt's resounding smirk is the indication that he can hear every word frank says under his breath, his grip tightening on your throat as he fucks into you harder, body shuddering as you cry out his name, flooding his cock with an orgasm that has you shaking.
matt grunts hoarsely. "now i have."
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i saw your cockdrunk reader headcanons, and I raise you; how about pussydrunk matt rhi rhi? i want this man to go at me until I’m begging him to give me a rest, enthusiasm is Matt’s middle name
ANYTHING FOR YOU KITTY MY LOVE. porn under the cut 🤭🤭
(going back to edit this intro before posting and oh my god im so sorry its so dirty HAHAAHAH be warned)
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smut headcanons | pussydrunk matt
matt is a giver through and through. he may from time to time prefer being a bit of a selfish lover, but more often than not, he goes at you until you're begging for him to give you a rest.
a little part of this comes down to his catholicism, how he should serve (😉) others first, making sure he gives more than he receives (also 😉), but he just wants to be all yours, exploring every inch of your body and then some, making sure that you're getting the pleasure so you so goddamn deserve.
so, with all this taken into consideration, matt finds himself pussydrunk on many, many occasions, particularly if you're sitting on his face. with your hands pressed up against the wall, you look down at matt, who's gripping you by the ass, lapping up at you from underneath. his eyes are half-lidded, glazed over, hair a mess, face shiny from the way you're dripping onto him.
he loves the way you're squirming on top of him as he licks a broad stripe up your pussy, before delving into your folds, tongue prodding the deepest, wettest parts of you. your squeals and whimpers serve as the perfect feedback, spurring him on to lick you all the ways he knows how.
it's not that you want to take advantage of the fact that he's so pussydrunk, so lost in the heat of you... you're a giver too, and what's better than letting him feel everything?
you get off his face to lay down on the bed, watching as he wipes the glistening mixture of his saliva and your cum off his nose, mouth and chin, mouth parted at the loss of your warmth. he can smell you, all of you, and you're so goddamn intoxicating. he nudges your legs apart, hearing the way your thighs stick together a little from the moisture, and the scent of you hits him again. he throws his head back in a growl as his hand moves to stroke his cock. he reaches over to his nightstand to grab a condom, but you capture his wrist in your hand. "no, matty. i've got something else in mind for you."
and he whips back upright in a nanosecond, furiously nodding, steadying himself with one hand as he traces up and down your slickness with his sensitive tip, precum leaking into your dripping cunt. he prods at your entrance, feeling you begin to stretch out a little, biting back the curses threatening to fall from his lips. "fuck it," he says, sliding into you.
and he's gone.
he's incoherent, every word unintelligible, brain turning to absolute mush.
you feel so fucking good for him.
he doesn't know how to function so he stills himself in you, wrapped in your velvet heat, skin-to-skin in the best way possible.
"what's wrong, matty?" you purr. "pussy too good for you?"
and he mumbles a quick "no" before moving, grunting as the tip of his cock touches that spot he's become so familiar with, slotted inside you so deep words start to fail him again.
pussydrunk matt is just the best, isn't it?
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Congrats on hitting 500! You so deserve it - your work is amazing and your writing never misses! Every time I see you posted I know it’s going to be wonderful ♥️💕🌹 For the sleepover, may I request your smutty thoughts on matt when you’re totally cockdrunk?
thank you so so so much my darling!!! you've brought the biggest smile to my face <3 and thank you for your submission!!!! this turned into something way longer than i expected but holy shit i def got lost in the words, and also i am officially declaring that the celebration starts now!!! 😭
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smut headcanons | cockdrunk with matt
matt fucking loves it when you're cockdrunk. when your words are slurring, eyes rolling so far back in your head, that hazy, hazy smile he wishes he could see for himself...
"do you need a break baby?" he'll ask, kissing your neck, flattening a palm on your thigh
and you'll shake your head, absolutely blissed out, body his for the taking, as he has you spread on the bed
"good girl," he'll say, flipping you over with ease, hoisting your ass up in the air, reaching for your arms as he pins them behind your back. you don't care that your face is pressed into the sheets, that your makeup is smudged, that you've already been destroyed once, twice, thrice...
alternatively he'll get off the bed, and you can't even register that except for the fact that the mattress dips, and his skin isn't on yours anymore, but he'll call out to you, asking you to meet him at the edge. and you'll push up, eyes searching for his perfect form. he's stroking himself, beckoning for you to come closer, wanting your lips wrapped around his cock. he's hard as a rock, veins pulsating from the way he's been drilling into you for the past what? two hours? you don't even know. he loves that he turns your legs to jelly and you'll do whatever he asks, worshipping him like a king.
we all know matt's stamina is absolutely unparalleled. that man is FIT. and so he'll keep going, again, and again and again, edging himself while he's at it, enjoying the fact that you've cum so many times your throat is hoarse and you can't clench any tighter
and finally when he's finished, when he's absolutely certain he's not going to get any more out of you, he makes sure his hand is around your neck as he paints your insides. his eyes are squeezed shut as he says your name like a prayer, feeling you convulse around him.
after, you're still utterly cockdrunk, reeling from the pounding he's just given you, chest heaving as he pulls the blanket up to cover your body. he kinda just smiles, pressing his lips together as he kisses your forehead, knowing that you're his, and he's yours, and he can't imagine for the life of him anyone else he'd like to see cockdrunk off his pleasure.
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IM LATE IM SORRY IM LATE I CANT READ 😭 congrats on 500 my darling so happy to share this with u 💕
if you’ll accept my late lil thot: fluffy but also smutty headcanons about anakin and aftercare????????
KAY MY LOVE! its ok u got in just on time lmaooooo and yes i feel so honoured to have hit 500 at the same time as you <3333 i am really in my anakin feels right now so please ENJOY THIS! it is a bit short but it is very sweet 🥺
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fluff/smut headcanons | aftercare with anakin
anakin usually needs a moment to collapse after sex, taking his time to steady his breathing and pull himself out of his pussydrunk daze.
he cleans himself up first, quickly, then comes back with a towel. he sits on the edge of the bed next to you, mattress dipping a little, wiping your hair away from your forehead so he can press a kiss to your face.
it doesn't matter if he's taken his time with you and dragged out your pleasure, or he needs something rough to get out that pent up frustration and anger... he's always there for you after.
the post-sex cuddles with anakin are always top tier, and because he's absolutely touch-starved (yes, even after you've given him the best orgasm of his life), his hands are all over you, pulling you closer to him, nestling you into the crook of his arms.
he uses the Force to bring the sheets back up over the both of you, and listens to your breathing as you fall asleep, always so thankful and in awe of how lucky he is to have found you.
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Congrats Rhi!!! You so deserve the followers, you're so talented and I honestly can't get enough of your work 😊 for the sleepover can I ask for some fluff with Frank and reader being neighbors? I'm so sorry, it's my favorite trope ever lol
hi christie my lovely, thank you so much for your kind, uplifting words, always. you're such a gem and i absolutely love you from inside out! <333 this is also one of my favourite tropes, so enjoy! <3 (don't mind me changing my format again because i am indecisive 😵💫)
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fluff headcanons | being neighbours with frank
frank castle would be the dream neighbour. not only is he the absolute sweetest, but c'mon, the way this man is gorgeous from head to toe?
his kitchen window faces yours, so he comes to the window whenever you're washing up or cooking, taps on the glass so you open yours, and asks you about your day
sometimes he just watches (or well, he's trying to be subtle) -- suddenly finding a random dish in the sink to wash up or put away; making any excuse possible to see you
meeting you over the shared fence, leaning those incredible forearms over top, sweat beading on his forehead as he works out or plays with his dog in his backyard
disrespectfully looking while he's doing said workouts, shirtless and grunting
also, him noticing that you're looking and flexing, making you loosen a little gasp
inviting him over for games and wine, just the two of you
and you're trying to convince yourself that he's just your neighbour and you don't like each other like that
but the way he beams when he sees you... it makes you think differently
he helps you fix stuff that breaks in your house, and gets rid of the bugs you don't want to kill (he's big and scary, but it's funny because he never kills the bugs; he lets them loose outside)
frank gets worried when you're home late, or when you don't come home at all. he wonders if you think the same of him when he goes out of town, or when he stumbles home bloody in the middle of the night
there's a guy you've been seeing a while, and you're not sure if it's going anywhere. sure, he's very charming for a lawyer, and he has the body of a greek god, but nothing compares to the way frank makes your heart flutter
shit. did you really just admit that?
frank castle, the man you've lived next to for a good while, the man you know everything but also nothing about?
one night, it's late, and you can't sleep. you're standing in your kitchen, hair messed up from your fitful attempt at rest, but you flick the light on, peering into frank's window to see if there's any chance, any chance at all that he too might be awake
and he is. evidently roused by the light emanating from your kitchen at what? three in the morning? wearing nothing but sweatpants until he tugs a tight fitting t-shirt over his head
"do you-- can i come over?" he mouths
"yes" you whisper, eyes twinkling
and he asks you what's wrong as he steps over the threshold of your front door, pulling you into a hug that leaves you breathless. "it's not that murdock guy keepin' you up, i hope?"
your eyes narrow a little. you've never told frank the name of the guy you were seeing, but you shrug. "no- no, frank. he's uh... we haven't seen each other in a while. just... can't sleep tonight. needed some company. familiar company."
"of course. what do you need?"
you look up into his brown eyes, expression softened at the way you're biting back a smile. the moonlight filters in through your windows, highlighting every contour of his face, every little perfect imperfection you've come to know and love.
love?
"shit, darlin'... if i- if i didn't know better, i would've thought you were gonna ask me to kiss you--"
"i want you to kiss me"
and his eyebrows raise, his hands still firmly on your forearms. but he presses his lips together, corners turning up into a small smile that radiates through him
your eyes dart up, suddenly nervous. "only if you want to"
and he tilts your chin up, gaze flickering over your face before it settles on your lips. "nothin' would make me happier"
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rhi, congrats again on hitting 500! 💕 I love your work so much, you’re such a wonderful writer and I can’t get enough of your content. For your sleepover, may I have some smutty thots on being reunited with Anakin after a few weeks away from each other?
hiiii baby thank you so so so much <3333 you're so sweet and i am so grateful to be able to call you my friend!! writing ani is still so new to me so i'm gonna try my best hehehe but lets not pretend that i haven't played this scenario out a million times prior to getting this request xoxo
*editors note after writing this -- i HAD to include that last line in there i just HAD TO!!!! 😭
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smut headcanons | reuniting with anakin after being away
ok we have established that anakin skywalker is a stage 5 clinger™ !!! so after being a few weeks away from you, dear god is he ready to smother you with all the attention and affection possible.
even though he was only stationed a couple systems away, doing a little bit of this and a little bit of that for the order (more recon and less fighting, to your relief), every goodbye is bittersweet, and every hello otherworldly.
he would keep his initial greeting with you as low-key as possible (well as low-key as anakin can be), saying something like "you were right, the flowers on onderon are as beautiful as you said, but not as beautiful as you... my lady."
and you'll blush as he takes your hand in his, electricity buzzing under the warmth of his leather glove, pulling it away quickly before his lips touch your skin. "not here, anakin."
later, he meets you in your quarters, where you've laid out on the bed, wearing something you think he'll like. it's this flimsy mess of black straps and pearl ornaments that cover barely anything, but with the way anakin's eyes glide over your body, gaze darkening to the point where you might think he has a thundercloud hanging over his head...
your name comes out in a half-whisper as he stops in front of you, jaw tensing as he grips your chin with one hand. "you look ravishing."
you chuckle. "i figured i could spare a couple credits to surprise you."
a growl catches in his throat. "did you miss me?"
"you know i did, anakin. can't you... search the Force and figure that one out for yourself?"
his grip tightens, causing you to squeak. "did you miss me."
"yes, anakin."
you swallow thickly, heat searing the back of your neck as you feel the cool brush of the Force against your body, making its way into your nerves, your bloodstream. it wraps you in an invisible blanket, but then shatters apart only to come back as a tidal wave of pressure that spreads your legs open.
"anakin!" you squirm, baring yourself to him.
he flashes you a wry smile. "now my lady, this is where the fun begins."
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Hello! Congrats on 500! I love reading all that you've written!
For the sleepover, would you possibly be able to do something about Matt's wedding night? I love seeing his soft side :)
hi lovely! first of all i love your profile pic, love to see me charlie & tom <3 and thank you so much for your kind words, my heart is bursting 💖
i would be delighted to write about matt's wedding night, it's great also to take a break from all the intense smut i've been writing hahaha (even tho this has a little bit) 😵💫🤭
*flashbacks written in italics
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fluff/smut headcanons | matt murdock on his wedding night
it's true what they say about weddings; it goes by in a blur. although he's a little tired, and tipsy from all the reception champagne (okay, it's some sort of sparkling “wine” and yes, you're all at josie's), matt feels like bliss. this day had been a long time coming, and truthfully, matt never thought it'd happen, but of course, that all changed when he met you.
right now, matt's bowtie is undone, shirt a little ruffled, and his skin slightly flushed from the number of drinks foggy's bought for you all. he's riding the high from your little ceremony at the church, presided over by father lantom, with sister maggie, foggy, marci and karen in attendance. you had insisted it be small, with only your chosen family there, and god, it was just perfect.
.
father lantom and sister maggie opted out of the reception, pulling you and matt aside for a small embrace, a meaningful exchange of words. you've never seen the two of them so happy, tears glistening in their eyes as they took in your beautiful dress and matt's expressions of unbridled joy. this was a very significant moment, especially for father lantom; he would always, always worry about matt, but with you, matt would never be alone again.
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it wouldn't be a wedding reception without speeches, right? and foggy did exactly that, climbing on top of the pool table (at josie's dismay), tapping his tie clip on his whiskey glass, capturing the attention of every patron. in typical foggy fashion, he delivered a speech that embarrassed the hell out of matt, drawing laughter from all corners of the bar, but made sure to wrap it up with a message of endearment, sweet words that you'd cherish for the rest of your life.
and karen? oh, karen. her speech made you and matt cry -- to be fair, you'd expected nothing less -- and it was soon followed by the rising chants of your newfound audience: 'first dance! first dance! first dance!'
so, with the clink of a couple quarters into josie's jukebox machine, completely unaware of what song was about to come on, a little space was cleared for you in the middle. matt took your hand, guiding you into the centre, holding your waist as you nuzzled your face into his neck. the music startled you a little, the upbeat sound of 'god only knows' filling the small space. not what you would've picked for a typical first dance, but you'd take it. as you pressed your lips into matt's, still in your wedding dress by the way, everything fell away around you, and there you were; the two of you. just the two of you.
.
when matt takes you home later that night, carrying you over the threshold of your front door, it's hard to describe the feeling coursing through your veins; the pure, euphoric joy making your heart swell beyond belief.
you lose count of how many times matt calls you 'mrs murdock', the words falling from his lips sweetly at first, then dipping into a tone laced with hunger as he takes his time undoing your dress, the soft thud of the fabric pooling around your ankles music to his ears.
as he finds himself between your legs, his shirt not even completely off yet, he calls you mrs murdock again, before his tongue dives into you.
later, after you've fallen apart on his tongue and his cock more times than you think humanly possible, it's hard to mistake the devotion radiating from him, radiating from who is now your husband.
and, as you lie in his arms, fingers grazing against his wedding ring, you trace over the raised braille dots of your name engraved into the metal.
"how is it that i got so lucky, huh?" matt whispers against your cheek, hands intertwining in yours.
"i ask myself that every day, matt," you hum, kissing his chin.
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congrats on reaching 500 followers 💕😄 i’m so happy for you babes ! i absolutely love the way you write these characters you never fail to fill them with life :D so for your 500 party, how about some tremendously tooth rotting fluff with frank castle......maybe winning you something at a local fair 🏃♀️this rotates through my brain daily LORD ssjkssjsj - 🌖 anon
hello to you my sweet, very first emoji anon!!! i feel incredibly honoured to have reached this point in my tumblr journey lmao. thank you so much for your kind words, i really needed them today <3
i hope you enjoy my love!
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fluff headcanons | going to the local fair with frank
a date at the local fair is an annual tradition for you and frank. it started off before you two had started dating, when had just begun to start seeing each other. it was your idea; to take the tall, broody, dark-gazed man to the carnival, to see a different side of him, to see him finally let loose.
to your surprise (and relief!) he said yes, and well, the rest is history!
as our resident marksman, frank castle demolishes any type of shooting game. it gets to the point where the carnival attendants have to tell him to move on, because he's won you so many stuffed animals of all shapes and sizes you look like a walking petting zoo.
frank jumps at any opportunity to win you anything, but he especially loves it when you touch his arm gently, a gesture for him to step back, while you take over and return the favour. you struggle in your stance a little, aiming for those little ducks way in the back, so frank comes up behind you, hands gliding over yours to adjust your grip. he brushes your hair, tucking it behind your ear, before whispering. "you ready, darlin'?"
the flurry of butterflies deep within you are already in motion, but the way his voice is low and husky in your ear... mentally, you've fallen to your knees.
frank looks so proud of you as you win him something little. it's a keychain, a dastardly piece of plastic, but it's one of those where you can slot in a tiny picture, so you have some sort of memento with you at all times. frank chuckles as he pulls out his wallet and his keys, effortlessly sliding the keychain on, digging through the bills to find his favourite picture of you; one he carries with him always. it's a cropped picture of the two of you at your first carnival, smiling in the photobooth, cotton candy in hand.
the next thing you want to try is the face painting. frank grumbles a little, knowing you're dragging him by the hand because you want him to get something with you, but he sits in the chair, reluctantly, letting you pick whatever you want. he rolls his eyes at the pink butterfly on the side of his face, loud and brazen on his cheek, little viney tendrils of face-framing paint curling up his cheekbones. he smiles anyway; he would do anything for you.
.
seeing frank go through a haunted house is something you'd like to cherish for the rest of your days. frank 'the punisher' castle, who's over six feet tall, muscly as all hell, being absolutely fucking terrified. he doesn't hold back on the curses flying from his mouth, but he reels in every single instinct he has not to hit at whatever the fuck jumps out at him. he holds you close to him after, looking you in the eyes.
"i'm never fuckin' doin' that again."
.
last but not least, as you're getting ready to leave the fair, something catches your eye, and you begin to steer frank in the opposite direction, trying to distract him with whatever lies ahead. he knows something is up, so tenses his body, trying to figure out what's up.
in his defiance, his eyes meet something in the background, ears getting a hold of that obnoxiously cheery music, the flashing lights pulsating much too strongly.
it's a merry-go-round.
for as long as you've been together, and for as long as you've gone to the local fair, you've tried your hardest to avoid that attraction, knowing full well of its significance in frank's life.
you watch intently as his nostrils flare and jaw tenses, suddenly gripped by a stark reminder of his past.
but he doesn't say anything. just grabs a hold of you, bringing your face into his shirt, hand stroking the back of your head. you feel his lips press into the crown of your head, the whirl of emotions he's experiencing conveyed in one simple gesture.
he pulls away, the expression on his face forlorn, but you see the ghost of a smile dance across his lips. his fingers interlace in yours, and his grip on your hand tightens as you see him reminiscing... reflecting on that fateful day.
he begins to walk, but in the direction of the merry-go-round.
you're a little confused, and you jerk his arm, stopping him in his tracks. "frank, we don't have to go there. we can go anywhere but there."
he shakes his head, letting out the tiniest of laughs. "i wanna go, sweetheart. s'that okay with you?"
"okay with me? of course frank, i'm just worried about you."
"nah baby," he chuckles, "don't worry about me, okay? this'll be good. for me, for us." he kisses your cheek. "s'time to make some new memories, alright?"
he looks up at the sky, vast expanse of twinkling stars beautiful as they reflect in his irises.
then, he looks at you, and then a little past your shoulder, as if to stare at his family, at maria, lisa and frank jr. with misty eyes, his gaze meets yours again. "new memories, with you."
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congrats on 500 🥰 your works are a piece of art!
i would looove to see some fluffy/smut with our boy foggy nelson! he dosent get the attention he deserves and I KNOW he is a gentleman in the streets and a freak in the sheets
thank you!
thank you so much lovely!! your words mean so much to me <3
i get nervous writing foggy because i've only done it one other time (actually technically twice but i was so nervous i fully deleted my fic 😭) but yes here we GOOOOOOOO
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fluff/smut headcanons | dating foggy 'freak in the sheets' nelson
franklin nelson is a ball of sunshine, the sweetest companion, the most loyal friend, a great fucking lawyer... the list goes on. he is an absolute gentleman to you; holding your hand while you cross the street, picking up coffee for you in the morning... he's sweet and gorgeous, but holy hell is he an absolute monster in bed.
and you know what? it's always the most unsuspecting guys with the best game. he's definitely a little more shy when it comes to dating than his number one, matt, but seriously, foggy is an absolute catch, and everyone be damned if they don't know it already.
foggy loves to take his time carving out your pleasure. he is a giver more than a receiver, and loves it that way. he lives to make you cum, to fall apart with his mouth, his fingers, his cock, or with the toys you own. in fact, he likes to experiment with toys, seeing which settings have you screaming the most.
mr nelson most definitely has a squirting kink. oh yeah. he likes to edge you as many times as possible before he finally lets you finish, watching intently as you squirt all over him. plus, he always has the proudest fucking look on his face when he makes you squirt. he's probably thinking something like, 'suck it murdock, i bet you can't make anyone do that'
even though he loves having marathon sex with you, lasting the entire day or night, sometimes all he has time for is a quickie. rest assured, it is still as incredible as the other sex you have.
another point is that mans will have sex anywhere. maybe (definitely) not anywhere public or illegal -- although he is impartial to feeling you up in public -- but he likes taking you on the couch, pressed up against a window, bent over the dining table... with foggy, the possibilities are endless.
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Heeeey girl, congratulations on your followers!!! I gotta say that you write the besssst Mikey Kinsella and Matty fics!
I was wondering if you could do a little headcannon were there’s a concert of one of Matt’s favorites bands but he refuses to go because of the noise and the people and you just buy him earplugs and things for him to be comfy at the concert. 👉👈
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hi my love! thank you so much, and for saying that. it truly made my day & brought the biggest smile to my face 💖
this is such a sweet idea and thank you for trusting me to bring it to life! this was totally inspired by my reasoning to get arctic monkeys tickets when they come and play in my city in january!
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fluff headcanons | helping matt get concert-ready
going to a concert is truly one of life’s simple pleasures, but certainly poses as somewhat of a logistical nightmare for a person like matt.
his enhanced senses are a blessing for the most part, but when it comes to a concert-type situation, they are definitely too much to bear. matt would be able to feel every vibration, every single ounce of music amplified a hundred-fold, smell the sweat-filled, alcohol-fuelled audience, and the microphone/audio feedback would be hard for him to bear.
but, when you saw that one of matt's favourite bands were coming to play in madison square garden, you knew you had to get him tickets, or else he'd regret it. they almost never perform live, but everyone you've spoken to says it's a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and you should definitely go.
so you bring it up with matt, explain to him that you think it's worth it, that it'll be amazing to dance with him to their music, live. he grumbles, telling you what you already know and suspect. "there's too much noise and too many people, sweetheart. i'm sorry."
he feels bad for shutting your idea down, telling you to take karen, foggy and marci, but you pull on his hand, insisting that you'll do whatever you can to make him feel comfortable. after all, matt's never been to a concert, and you're sure you can make it work.
you buy the tickets, knowing that if needed, you could always resell them, and leading up to the concert, you start preparing him. you start off by making a playlist of their songs for matt, so he knows what to expect when they play, and buy him the best pair of noise-cancelling headphones you can afford. it may seem counterintuitive to some, but it'll be perfect for matt. all the mundane is muffled around him, so all he'll be able to hear with his senses is the sound of the music, in its purest form.
you promise him that you'll hold onto him the whole time, making sure he's right next to you, and your seats are right near the exits, if he has to leave. you even order him a band shirt with their name on the front in braille.
"i really appreciate you doing all of this for me, sweetheart. are you sure it's worth the trouble?"
"you know you'll regret it if you don't go. besides, when it's for you, it's never too much trouble."
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Rhi, happy 500 followers!!🎊 I’m so happy I came across your blog💞 Hopefully I’m not too late. For the sleepover, can I request your headcanons on Michael and unexperienced reader?
hi baby!! thank you so so so much for sending this in, and for being an amazing human, i appreciate you <3333 please enjoy the following because I AM DEEP IN MY MIKEY FEELS (okay, but i always am) and i need to scream and shout it out across the rooftops <3
< i did kinda change it from inexperienced reader to losing their virginity (my apologies), so i hope that's okay! >
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smut headcanons | your first time with michael
there are a lot of firsts happening tonight. michael's invited you over for dinner, and it's the first time you've ever been to his place. in fact, it's the first time you've ever really gone to a guy's place, well, with the intention of what's to come after
you're no saint by any means, but you just haven't found the right person to lose it to, until now. you're not sure exactly if tonight'll be the night but... you've packed yourself an overnight back, wearing a little something spicy underneath
dinner with michael goes by in a breeze. he's so easy to be with, and the entire time you're exchanging looks that linger a little too long on each other's mouths, arm touches that makes heat crawl through your body
you're nervous and breathless by the time the dishes are cleaned up and you're sat on the couch together, and nothing's even happened
michael, ever-observant, notices your body language. "s'everythin' okay, pet?"
you muster a fake smile, nodding vacantly as you press a kiss to his cheek
his brow furrows, eyes narrowing a little. there's no lying to this man. "c'mon, darlin', don't 'ya trust me enough to tell me?"
you purse your lips before loosening a sigh. "it's just--"
his gaze settles on you, gentle and understanding. attentive.
"i dunno if we were plannin' t'... y'know..." you look down at your hands, "i've-- i've never done that before. and i'm a little scared."
it takes him a second to register what you've said before a look of surprise flashes across his face, grip on your hand tightening. "oh, alright, love. that's okay. we don't need t' do anythin' if you don't wanna. i like havin' you here. doesn't mean anythin' like that needs ta happen"
you bite your lip as his words filter through your brain. the secret's out now, and he's made it clear that nothing needs to happen if you're not ready.
but you are.
and fuck, you know he's gonna bring heaven to you.
it starts off with a kiss that has you climbing on his lap, straddling him as your hands get lost in his hair, mouths moving against each other, tongues clashing and jaws being nipped
"'ya sure about this, pet? we can stop at any time" he grunts into your skin, hands gripping your waist with a fervour you've never seen from him
"i want you michael, i want you, and i don't wanna stop."
"good."
it's a slow affair, taking your time in undressing each other, savouring his priceless expression as he gawks at the lace you've been hiding under your clothes. he checks in with you every step of the way, every kiss, every touch embodying his passion, his desire. your desire.
and after he's made you cum with his tongue and fingers to the point where you're seeing stars, you tell him you're ready
he nods, shuffling you up onto the bed, reaching for a condom from his nightstand and tearing the packet open with his teeth. he exhales sharply as he rolls it onto him, his entire thick length making your mouth water, intensifying the throb in between your legs
bracketing your head with his forearms, he knocks your knees further apart, licking his lips as he traces himself up and down your folds. he positions himself where you're dripping, where you know you want him, and he asks you again. "ready for me, pet?"
"go slow, okay?"
and then he pushes into you, and there's a little resistance at first, but he takes it slow, stretching you out inch by inch, his eyes flicking from your face down to where he enters you as a way to check in with how you're feeling
you hiss at the friction, fingernails digging into his shoulders, but before you know it, he's fully seated inside you, buried to the hilt
you groan as he stills his hips inside you, reaching down to the base of his cock, confirming for yourself that he really is, truly inside you
"doin' okay?" he asks, chest tightening as you clench around him
you nod, so he starts to move his hips, so slowly, withdrawing himself to where only the tip remains, before pushing all the way back into you. and by god you are in ecstasy
and so he worships you, letting one hand caress the back of your head as the other plays with your nipples, all while he's thrusting steadily, feeling you slowly unravel around him.
he makes you cum a few times before flipping you over on your front, where he trails his kisses down your back before sliding right back in, the new angle and new position almost too much for you. you've never felt this... full before, never. you're an incoherent mess at the sensation of him fucking up into you, so deep all you can do is press your face into the pillows.
he's close now, close from working you and feeling your tightness wrapped around him, close from the intimacy of your actions, from the way you're moaning his name so softly
when he does cum, he takes you with him, burying his face in your hair, whispering your name as he fills the condom, your walls milking every last drop he can give
he collapses next to you, one hand still around your waist, satisfied panting making your ears ring. "how was tha', pet'?"
you give him a cheeky smile as you turn onto your side. "how soon can we do it again?"
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hi rhi!!! congrats on another milestone!! I was wondering if you could write something for michael kinsella. may I request a smutty headcanon? like the pussydrunk and cockdrunk ones recently requested for matt? I'll read anything you write for mikey though. thank you for keeping the fandom well fed as always!! your writing never misses!
this ask!!!!! so cute 🥺🥺🥺 thank you so so so much, and yes of course!!! i am deep in my mikey feels (and about to rewatch kin for i think the fourth time?) so of course, here are some smutty headcanons about michael 💖
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smut headcanons | sex with michael kinsella
let's get one thing clear before anything else. sex with michael kinsella is otherworldly.
he may be sweet and shy on the surface, always averting his gaze, always the last to speak, but under that façade hides something dark. it goes even deeper than his 'magician' persona... it's a fire.
he's hiding a wonderful, glorious darkness, one that's all grunts and growls in your ear as he makes you cum more times than you can count before finally finishing all over you, leaving you glazed and unable to walk.
michael doesn't get pussydrunk per se. although he loves feeling you wrapped around him, and goddamn does he have to hold back from losing it the second he slides in, but he has a job to do. he won't stop, doesn't even allow himself to consider bursting inside you until you've clenched around him at least a few times. there's nothing he hates more than leaving someone high and dry, you included...
because michael kinsella FINISHES the damn job.
in saying that, he loves watching YOU cockdrunk, especially when he's fucking your mouth, hitting the back of your throat until the tears spill from your eyes, until your lips are puffy from the way you work him so good. he loves hearing you take all of him in, the way you moan with him inside your mouth as he fingers you, the way the string of your spit clings to his cock as he pulls away.
"you always love a good fuckin', dont'ya, pet?"
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lovely rhi, with every follower milestone you hit i'm more and more proud of you, and delighted that so many people are getting to enjoy your wonderful writing - you're such a gift to this fandom 💕💖
for the sleepover could i please request love confession headcanons for michael kinsella?
oh mindi, you never fail to bring a smile to my face. you are so genuinely kind, lovely, and incredible, and i can say with utmost confidence that i am so happy to have you in my life. i love and appreciate you, and feel so incredibly lucky to have experienced this hellsite at the same time as you <3
these love confessions are fuelled and inspired by my love for you.
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fluff headcanons | love confessions with michael kinsella
michael doesn't really know how to confess his love for you. he conveys it without realising through his actions, such as a cup of tea lovingly prepared each morning, the way he squeezes your hand gently whenever he gets the chance, pouring you a stiff one on the hard days.
you're the first to tell him you love him. it comes (a little) out of nowhere, while you're driving and his hand's on your lap. the motorway is dark, starry dublin sky looking down on the both of you. you sneak a peek at him, elbow resting on the door, gazing out the window. and the words are said instinctively. "i love 'ya, michael."
he lifts his hand off his cheek to look at you, taking his hand off your lap to rest it in his. his eyes are wide, mouth parted, a little flushed almost despite the cool air, and he doesn't know where to look. you bite your smile, trying not to show him that his lack of response is making your stomach drop and your head go hot, but it's out. it's out in the open, and nothing can take that away.
it takes michael a few weeks before he can act. it's a long time. he knows it, you know it. but he grapples with that internal turmoil. notions of am i good enough for them? and fuck, how do i put this in words? thrash around in his head. he's never really been good at emotion, let alone putting stuff into words, but he sure as hell is gonna try for you.
he confesses his love for you in his living room, where you're both sat on the couch, mindless tv program flashing away. you've got a glass of wine in your hand, absorbed in the screen, in the action, and you catch him staring at you. it's a little like that moment in the car. he's trying to get the words out, shy and averting his gaze several times in doing so, chuckling softly as you turn your head to look him in the eyes.
is it possible that you are intimidating the michael kinsella? yeah. yeah you are.
you do what you do best and crack a joke, hearing that joyous laugh of his echo throughout the room, a laugh so deep and genuine it comes from his chest, not just one of those half-smiles he does to be polite.
he's bent over, clutching his stomach, hand coming up to brush down his moustache, and he says it. "i love 'ya."
he's in disbelief. oh my god. his brow furrows for a few moments, making sure that you both experienced that, that it wasn't just a dream in passing.
he says it again. "i love 'ya, pet. always have."
and all of a sudden, michael's just found his new favourite thing to say to you.
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another congratulations on 500 love you rhi <3!!
okay so we all know that pre/mid-elektra matt is most definitely a sub but post-elektra matt? i imagine you'd be fucking him for at least a few months at this point but he's so scared of connection because of what happened with elektra so even though you're friends otherwise, the more intimate part of the relationship is emotionally cold and distant; aftercare (cuddling, soft kisses) is rare (but matt is an inherently caring person so he'd definitely clean you up and make you breakfast if you end up staying the night) and the sex is harsh, degrading & angry and generally amazing.
i love you gabs! thank you so much for being one of my biggest supporters <3
also, once again, i feel like ive already said this twice today but WOW your thoughts and insights are incredible. i'm gonna answer this ask in a little bit of a different format than i have for the sleepover!!!!
thoughts (some smutty) after the cut!!!
you're completely right. after defenders (of which i haven't finished but i know what happens), matt murdock doesn't exist. we have a broken daredevil, someone who is absolutely completely broken to his core. even though he's not technically in love with elektra anymore, he still loved her, and her dying twice has ruined him to rock bottom.
at this point in time, matt isn't ready for a relationship. he needs to release his pent up emotions in one of the few ways he knows how, and that's through you. he's cold and distant, unsure if he can trust anyone again, and the healing process of his identity isn't an easy one.
matt's religion plays a little part here. as a catholic, sex without strings attached is inherently difficult, but he is so broken that you're right -- there's minimal aftercare, minimal attachment, just sex.
it's rough, raw, sometimes animalistic. all you hear are growls and guttural moans, and the sensation of his warmth spreading inside you as he cums is all too familiar. he likes feeling you kneel in front of him, lips parted as he stuffs himself in your mouth, words like "dirty girl, fucking me like this" echoing in your ears.
it's amazing for a while, but you can see it in the way he fucks you, in the way his internal struggle manifests in his face when you're intimate... after a while your "relationship" with him starts to feel off. so you begin to pay attention to him, learn about him, and not just his body. you don't want to pry because after all he's just a friend with benefits, but you're determined to try and help him, as subtle as possible.
for instance, on a few occasions, telling him that you want to be on top, that you want to be in charge. you want him to lay back and relax, just fully, completely relax, while you work him on top. and he does that, eyes squeezing shut at how good your hips feel grinding against his, the way you place his calloused hands over your boobs as you let him deeper inside you.
and he starts to let go a little. starts to loosen up, let go. and slowly, ever so slowly, matt murdock begins to return. his shoulders aren't so tight anymore, his smile lines crinkling at the jokes you make...
and he allows himself to finally feel, to finally make those connections he honestly, truly needs.
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